MHA #3; Thursday Evening [07/09].

[died8yearsago]

So, the heat frying out all the electricty on the island put a slight hitch in Rosa's plan to just ride out this laundry strike thing by being her usual anti-social self and hiding out in her apartment until it was over. Which was still definitely a plan, but one made slightly more annoying by the lack of air conditioning and other creature comforts. She was maybe about a step away from just dealiing with the fact that her Fandom Gladiator singlet (a little more approriate than the last remaining set of underwear she was wearing now) would just have to do as clothes until she and her bike could get off this island for a while, but there was probably one thing she should take care of before she did that.

come over and help me eat all this ice cream in my freezer before it all melts.

Well, two things, but that text would serve as a catalyst for the second, although Rosa was wondering if she should put it off until things were a little more normal around here again. But she also knew that if she put it off now, she'll probably put it off forever, so she just needed to get it done, get it over with, and move on.

So she sent the text, turned her phone off to help save the battery in case this blackout went on for a while, and went to go light some candles. While actually feeling somewhat grateful that at least the heatwave meant there'd be no way to tell that some of that sweat wasn't from the heat, but instead from the stupid nervous feeling in the pit of her dumb stomach.

At least the windows were all already open, though, in case she needed to make a get-away.

[[ for he of the tightest of pants and the slowest of plays ]]

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[what_the_shock]

Miguel eyed her and smirked slowly. "I could go for that. Not in this heat," he clarified.

[died8yearsago]

"Well, damn," said Rosa. "There go all my plans for the rest of the night..."

[what_the_shock]

"Wiring up enough potatoes to run an a/c?" Miguel asked innocently.

[died8yearsago]

"I have maybe three potatoes," Rosa informed him, "but I bet you can make it to Turtle & Canary for more pretty quick. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to see this in action."

Also, you know, A/C.

And here she didn't even think about potential blackout potato generators when she thought of this whole move-in-together scheme, either.

[what_the_shock]

"It'd take about a thousand potatoes to power this place overnight," Miguel said. "It'd probably take us at least that long just to wire them up. We could always hit the mainland for a real generator."

[died8yearsago]

"Or just a hotel room, " Rosa pointed out, especially since her ice cream was already starting to lose a significant amount of its ice properties.

[what_the_shock]

"Or just a hotel room," Miguel agreed. "One of the ones where they give you robes to wear and have a laundry."

Yeah, Miguel was more slurping the ice cream than spooning it now, but that caffeine was not going to go to waste.